Joba 7
1 Tsy mahafantatra izay ratsy va ny vavako? Tsy mpiantafika va ny zanak’ olombelona etỳ ambonin’ ny tany? Ary tsy tahaka ny andron’ ny mpikarama va ny androny?
The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.
2 Toy ny mpanompo maniry alokaloka, ary toy ny mpikarama miandry ny karaman’ ny asany,
As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the end of his work;
3 Dia toy izany no anaovana ahy hahita volana mampahory, ary alina mahadisadisa no tendrena ho ahy.
So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.
4 Raha vao mandry aho, dia mieritreritra hoe: Rahoviana re no hifoha aho? Fa mihalava izany ny alina, ary mivadibadika indrindra aho mandra-pahazavan’ ny andro.
If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.
5 Ny nofoko mitafy olitra sy baingan-tany; efa maina ny hoditro, kanjo mitsiranorano indray.
My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
6 Faingana noho ny famahanan-tenona ny androko ka lany tsy misy fanantenana.
My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
7 Tsarovy fa rivotra ny aiko: ary tsy hahita soa intsony ny masoko.
Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
8 Tsy hahita ahy intsony ny mason’ izay mijery ahy: Ny masonao hizaha ahy, fa tsy ho ao aho.
Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
9 Tahaka ny rahona misava ka levona, dia tahaka izany koa, izay midìna any amin’ ny fiainan-tsi-hita tsy mba hiakatra intsony; (Sheol h7585)
As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up. (Sheol h7585)
10 Tsy hiverina any an-tranony intsony izy. Ary tsy hahalala azy intsony ny fonenany.
Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11 Ary izaho dia tsy hamehy vava, Fa hiteny noho ny fahorian’ ny fanahiko sy hitaraina noho ny fangidian’ ny aiko.
Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.
12 Ranomasina va aho, na trozona, No dia asianao fiambenana?
Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison?
13 Raha hoy izaho: Hampionona ahy ny farafarako, hampitony ny fitarainako ny fandriako.
If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch:
14 Dia mampitahotra ahy amin’ ny nofy Hianao ary mampihorohoro ahy amin’ ny tsindrimandry;
Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
15 Ka dia aleon’ ny fanahiko ny hokendaina, eny, aleoko ny fahafatesana aza toy izay izato fitofezako izato;
So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death.
16 Maharikoriko ahy izao, tsy tiako ny ho velona ela; Ilaozy miala aho, fa fofona foana ny androko.
I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing.
17 Inona moa ny zanak’ olombelona, no ekenao ho lehibe, ka ampandinihinao azy ny fonao,
What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost thou set thy heart upon him?
18 Sady fantarinao isa-maraina izy; sy izahanao toetra isaky ny indray mipi-maso?
Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly.
19 Mandra-pahoviana re vao hihodina tsy hijery ahy Hianao, ka mba hiala amiko mandra-piteliko rora?
How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle?
20 Na dia ho nanota aza aho, nampaninona Anao moa izany, ry Mpandinika ny olombelona? Nahoana no dia nataonao fikendry aho, ka efa tonga enta-mavesatra amiko aho?
I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself?
21 Ary nahoana no tsy mamela ny fahadisoako sy manaisotra ny heloko Hianao? Fa izao dia efa handry any amin’ ny vovoka aho; ary hitady ahy fatratra Hianao, fa tsy ho atỳ intsony aho.
Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity? Behold now I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be.
